Scary Feeling: The Aftermath.

24 hours later and I still have a job.

I left my boss alone all morning long. Giving him extra "cool down" time.
I was thinking, as I rode the train in, though, "Today's your last day, boyo. You're getting the pink slip at the morning meeting. Or shortly thereafter."

So, I worked hard to get as much done as I possibly could, before I was fired.

Instead, five minutes before the meeting, I heard him walk up behind me in my cubicle. He placed both of his hands on my shoulders, in a friendly gesture and said, "Hey, listen, I'm sorry about yesterday. Are you okay?" I turned to him and smiled and said, "Yes, I am. I'm sorry about my screwup. Lesson learned, okay?" "Okay", he said and he bounced off to gather more people for the meeting. Clearly in a lighter mood than he was the day before.

And so I get to keep my job. And he need never know that I'd relocated all my workspace possessions into a single, pathetic bankers box.

I like my boss. I really do. And I appreciate that he's a human being. And sometimes, he might screw up a bit and come down on me pretty hard for something, but he's not unfair and he doesn't pout and he lets things like that go. I appreciate that he offers me the same consideration when I screw up. And brother, I pull some boners too, sometimes.

So, a huge burden is lifted. I guess I'll unpack my stuff a little bit and get back to the business of my company's business. I might even go out and buy myself a Celebratory DVD or something. I think I've earned it. And there's the upcoming Lunch Bunch gathering in thirty minutes and that makes every Friday into a Funday.

So, yeah, crisis averted.
Employment Secured.
Understanding Achieved.

And we move on from here...

COB out...